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djflo 13.12.2001 | 16:14:18

Ich find diese ganzen Diss-Geschichten eigentlich ganz witzig und ich kann mir auch nicht vorstellen, dass die beiden sich gegenseitig abknallen würden wg. solchen Sachen (siehe 2Pac, Biggie).

Ich hab zwar den Nas-Track noch nicht gehört, denke aber generell, dass Jay Z momentan einer der besten Rapper in USA ist.

Peace and keep on Dissin' ;-)

Jan Wölffel 15.12.2001 | 13:00:30

Yup, hier ist zumindestens der Song von
Nas, der als Bootleg und Tape die Runde
macht (Instrumental: Eric B & Rakim,
"Paid In Full"). Auf "Stillmatic" wird
dann noch ein Song gegen Jay-z mit dem
Titel "Ether" drauf sein. Den werde ich
am Wochenende mal abtippen.

Nas hat dzu übrigens in der Source
(Dezember) gesagt:
"I call it an MC battle thing. It´s hip
hop. It´s healthy for hip hop. That`s
just what it is."


Ma, I'm sorry who the fuck I AM, I can't
trust my fans
Out of luck, no constructive plans
My friends stay powdered up, I'm so
drunk, can't stand
You said if I would sober up, I'd be a
powerful man
Turned out the street life, you prayed I
wouldn't
But every church in the world can't save
our children
I stayed out late, you heard shots,
thought it would be
Your older son on the ground dead, but
fortunately
The bullets had some other names on it,
the brother was blind
I hit the el, than we yell out, "It
wasn't my time!"
I loaded up shells, one by one, you
smelled blunts from my room door
Little Nasir was at war
And little did I care what you saw
Crew deep with a few heat, now it's time
we settle the score
But in the projects, I visit Muhammad,
in linen garments
Preaching Man, Woman, and Child, the
living Prophet
And I'm similar, Nasir Bin Aluda Ra
Visqu Allah, fist full of dollars in the
dice game God
The Ice King, God, the Black Christ,
elegant stance
Clothes fit me like a crime boss, the
menacing man
I see the world collapsing, young
pregnancies
Young girls are fast and in their Sasoon
jeans, no prophylactic
All this fast shit and fly jewelry, now
makes my eyes teary
N Y City, grab a hold and ride with me
Rip the FREEWAY, shoot through MEMPHIS
with money bags
Stop in Philly, order cheese steaks and
eat BEANS fast
And bring it back up top, remove the
fake king of New York
You show off, I count off when you
sample my voice
I rule you, before, you used to rap like
the FU-SHNICKENS
NAS designed your BLUEPRINT, who you
kidding?
Is he H TO THE IZZO, M TO THE IZZO?
For shizzle you phony, the rapping
version of SISQO
And that's for certain, you clone me,
your wack clothes line
I'd rather wear Sean John, you bore me
with your fake coke rhymes
And those times, they never took place,
you liar
UN was your first court case, you had no
priors
You master fabricated stories of streets
and sound slick
Have you surrounded, you and the faggots
you down with
While they riding NAS, trying to boost
their careers
Corny as CORN-MEGA, all you Hip-Hop
queers
Since ILLMATIC, IT WAS WRITTEN: I
AM...NASTRADAMUS
That's the answers to the puzzle I gave
you, now here's a promise
My next few albums, instead of projects
They'll be a difficult test inside the
cover for the mind's optics
Come in my hood, but bring the guns with
you, it's dark
Headed through Brooklyn, Queens, Harlem,
Staten, and Bronx
Headed through Compton, Oaktown, South
Central, and Watts
New Orleans, Mississippi, Chi-town,
every block
I'm trying to have my positive ways, I
put my rhymes on page
Did crimes and headline on stage
I signed a contract, so here it is, you